I very rarely cry, even over people who have undergone the most horrific of experiences. Though it's the last thing I'd wish on anyone, ruined lives don't inspire tears. However, on the other end of the spectrum, seeing so many honest-to-god happy faces had me sniffling after about 3 photos. Christ.

The whole shenanigan is just one more way to use religion as a vehicle for directing human prejudice. It happens all the time. And it infuriates me like nothing else can.